She paused her work as his answer went on, eyes narrowing thoughtfully as he continuously didn’t answer the question she’d asked him, though he answered a few she hadn’t. He seemed to have finished- without an answer for her in sight- and she tapped her fingers in a quick rhythm once on the tabletop before voicing her thoughts.
“As good as that is to know, it doesn’t answer the question I asked.” She pinned Bryan with a serious look. “People like him Bryan. And I worry that they like him because he hates grounders. And however well deserved that hatred might be given what you’ve been through, we’re technically in a truce. And I’d hate to see that go to hell because of what the Ice Nation did to you.” which was probably intentionally to destroy this truce, she didn’t add out loud. “You seem smart, and you seem less violent than some, and I’m curious if you trust Pike, or if I should be worried.” Her eyes were serious, studying him for reactions to her words. Force may be necessary in some times, but force was the last thing she wanted the still-small camp of Arkadia dealing with if there was a chance for peace.
Bryan didn’t look at Gina as he finished, knowing that he hadn’t really answered the question, and feeling almost afraid to. He didn’t want to betray Pike after all the man had done for him, and he didn’t want to talk bad about him, but… he was very intimidated and almost afraid. Still, it didn’t take long before Gina was pointing out that he hadn’t answered the question, and he sighed softly, still not looking up at her, as he tried to gather his thoughts.
“He hates them more than anything,” He spoke softly then, “And I get it… I mean, watching all of those kids get killed and all the fighting we had to do to survive… but then I get here and I see grounders like Lincoln and the others and… I know that they can’t all be bad, just like all our people. But he… he doesn’t. He just sees them as one thing, that’s it. And.. people follow him, you’re right. He’s a good leader, when it comes to what he wants. But… as for a leader here? No. I don’t want to fight. I don’t want to have to keep fighting and hating everything. I just… I just want to farm…” His shoulders sank and he finally looked up at her, eyes sad, “If people gather up enough to have him take over…” He trailed off a little then, knowing she’d understand.
clapping Bryan on the back he lets out a laugh, shaking his head at him. “you know, if I’m drunk enough I’ll just end up drinking it. so it doesn’t matter much to me anyways. and counterproductive isn’t what I’d call it. easy solution. and besides life’s got a sunnier out look when your wasted, doesn’t it?”
Bryan stumbled just a little as Bellamy clapped him on the back and snorted at him. Laughing, he stated, “Dude, I wouldn’t say that, if you’d be drunk enough to drink that, imagine what else I could make you drink. Sit a cup of hot sauce in front of you or something.” He gave him a lopsided grin, then continued, “Naw, come on. You can get into some really cool stuff and have fun without being wasted. Maybe we need to drag you to AA or something.”
Hector nodded, lifting his eyes to where Bryan was indicating. “That room sounds like a plan to me.” he smiled, moving his hands to pull the other man along. He cracked the door and glanced around, finding it as empty as Bryan had promised, before turning to pull Bryan in, close the door, and shove him into it, resuming his lips and teeth assault on his neck. “God you’re so good.” He muttered, a hand shoving at Bryan’s pants, trying to get them out of his way.
Bryan couldn’t help the groan that left him when Hector pulled away to lead him to the room. He followed quickly after him, nearly stumbling in his haste. When he was pulled into the room and shoved against the door, he let out a low moan, tilting his head to give the other more access to his neck. “Don’t think I can compare to you,” He laughed out breathlessly, hands roaming under the other’s shirt and then down to shove at his pants as well. Once both pants were shoved down, he tilted his head to deeply kiss the other man.
She let a long sigh, shaking her head at him. “They’re not all awful, trust me. I’m actually friends with some. But none that you’re allowed to meet, can’t have them all falling in love with you instead,” she joked. She knew he’d had a rough history with grounders, so she couldn’t blame him for still being wary. But they were going to be down here for a long time, he’d come around eventually. Bryan was one of the nicest people she knew, and she could tell he was already trying to put everything behind him.
“Um, you could say that,” she said, shaking her head, looking down at the cover. “Aren’t we all sort of messed up kids?” Maia asked with a sigh. “I mean, point me to one person who wasn’t a little messed up by their parents. You’d be a great dad though. I can imagine you carting around a little kid in overalls and a straw hat doing dorky farm stuff. Like…harvesting peas or whatever.” She laughed at the thought. “It’d be the peas that would mess ‘em up, they’d never live down having to eat peas.” She messed with his hair as he laid down in her lap. “But who needs kids when you’ve got annoying friends, huh?” She teased. “I don’t have a bookmark and I don’t wanna lose my place. If I just jumped in with the attack on the farm, you’d be really lost.”
Bryan poked at her arm at hearing her sigh, wrinkling his nose. “I know that,” He huffed out, “I’m not Pike’s minion anymore. I know that some of them are not awful, but… they scare me.” It was something he wasn’t going to admit to anyone else, but he trusted Maia with everything. “Also,” he added, “They would so not fall in love with me instead. They’re all making goo-goo eyes at you.” He chuckled softly, offering her a light grin.
When she mentioned parents, he went quiet again, heart aching at missing his. “I think mine did pretty great,” He stated absently, “Though my second set and my next choice ones either were mean or ignore me, so I don’t think that counts.” At the words about a little farmer kid, he had to beam at the thought and chuckled out, “That would be the best. I’d take ‘em to the farm and teach them how to grow everything, and how to take care of the plants…” He let out a wistful sigh, then snorted out, “Peas aren’t that bad!”
Hearing her call him annoying, he playfully stuck his tongue out and squinted at her. “Not annoying. Just bored. I don’t really mind being confused over it. I’ll probably fall asleep with you reading to me anyway,” He offered innocently.
❝I do not get drunk– I get awesome.❞
❝I didn’t fall… the floor just needed a hug. ❞
❝Wanna know what rhymes with drunk? Sex. ❞
❝Nothing tastes as good as drunk feels.❞
❝I’ve had… eleventy twelve beers.❞
❝I’ve been cheating on you with a guy named Morgan. He’s a captain.❞
❝I’m not as drunk as I use to was.❞
❝Halloween? More like Hallowe-’re getting fucked up.❞
❝What do you expect me to do- I’m drunk!❞
❝But then I remember that alcohol existed.❞
❝It’s not called slurring your words. It’s called talking in cursive and it’s fucking elegant.❞
❝I’m totally walking straight, but this damn Earth is drunk!❞
❝If you can’t suck a cigarette, you sure as hell can’t suck a dick!❞
❝I wanna bae you up.❞
❝You’re so drunk when I’m pretty.❞
❝It’s 10;30 and I’m already fucking wasted…❞
❝I’m almost sober…❞
❝We are best friends now. Yeah c’mere, let’s get drunk again.❞
❝Why do people wear boxers? They’re just like small pants.❞
❝I am currently dating a tall bottle of Jack Daniels.❞
❝I’m in Pirates of the Caribbean right now..❞
❝Take me drunk I’m home.❞
❝Let’s go dress up like Batman and Robin and patrol the neighborhood.❞
❝Your kitchen is so far away. Who designed this shit?❞
❝Your cat… has it always had a German accent?❞
SHIPPY-ISH/FLUFF-ISH STARTERS ❛ I love you so much…❜ ❛ Can I kiss you ? ❜ ❛ You are so beautiful — So fucking beautiful. ❜ ❛ Close your eyes, you can trust me. ❜ ❛ I got you a present-❜ ❛ Kiss me. ❜ ❛ Love me– ❜ ❛ Mmm, taste like cherries. ❜ ❛ Pull me in, Pull me in – ❜ ❛ Make love to me…❜ ❛ I love your eyes… ❜ ❛ You got wipe cream there .❜ ❛ Waffles or pancakes ? ❜ ❛ Knock It off that tickles ! ❜ ❛ You’re so warm… ❜ ❛ I can hear your heart beat — it’s soft.❜ ❛ it’s raining outside and all I can think about is you. ❜ ❛ Hold my hand – ❜ ❛ We have something special, You and I.❜ ❛ You mean everything to me. ❜ ❛ When can I see you again ?❜ ❛ Say my name, just one last time… ❜ ❛ You’re a mystery worth solving. ❜ ❛ I trust you — that means a lot more than love.❜ ❛ I fall in love with you every time I open my eyes. ❜ ❛ You are infinite like the universe. ❜ ❛ Kiss me like you wanna be loved. ❜ ❛ You’re the apple of my eye.❜ ❛ You make me happy. ❜ ❛ You make me feel safe…❜ ❛ Hold me just a little longer… ❜ ❛ Please don’t let go.❜ ❛ All my fears go away when I’m with you – ❜ ❛ Thank you for teaching me what love is. ❜ ❛ Aye, share the blankets ! ❜ ❛ love is an action word, prove it to me. ❜
❛ ready or not here I come ! ❜
❛ Ah! I scared you didn’t I ?❜ ❛ I know you love me – ❜ ❛ These flowers match your eyes. ❜ ❛ I’m gonna catch you !❜ ❛ We should carve our name in this tree. ❜ ❛ Every moment with you is special ❜ ❛ Hold on tight ! ❜ ❛ Give me a kiss for good luck – ❜ ❛ think about me. ❜
He lifted a brow at the explanation he hadn’t expected, but only ended up shrugging. “Well then you came to the right place because to be honest, I don’t have a fuckin’ clue what you’re talking about.” He chuckled.
“Nair their shampoo?” He laughed, a deep belly laugh that was hard to control for a second. “Oh my god you’re like, adorable. Nair.” He took a breath, getting the laughter under control. “No, relaxation is definitely key on vacation, hence why Mandy and I… and Maia… and ‘dessa… Hector… a fair share defected to the hotel.” He hadn’t actually counted them all up before, and felt a twinge of guilt that so many people had decided to leave Versailles to be someone less… just less.
Bryan couldn’t help but smirk slightly at hearing Louis’s words, retorting with a tease, “Isn’t that normal for you though? Not having a clue about what me, or anyone else, is talking about?”
When Louis laughed like that, Bryan lifted his head from the sand to look at him, furrowing his brows and trying to figure out what was so funny. When the other called him adorable, he rolled his eyes and tossed a bit of sand at him. “What? It would totally work and they’d be wearing wigs for the rest of forever for being jerks,” He reasoned. “Well,” He added then, “The hotel is the best idea. So count me in.”
“Nah, you would’ve fit right in,” she told him with a soft smile. “You know, I was in solitary, up in the skybox. And then I ran away for a while when we landed. I thought for sure no one would want me around when I finally came back, but they did. Turns out my whole story kind of got around…” She shook her head, thinking about how loads of kids had called her Robin Hood for weeks after she returned to camp. She still hated the nickname, “But the point is, we’re not some the evil clique you expect us to be. You’re an Ark kid, so you’re one of us. We all know what that’s like. Simple as that.”
She followed his directions toward the farm. It was cute. Even now, abandoned, it still had charm. She could totally imagine Bryan living in a place like this one day. “Alright, go forth and live all your farmer dreams. But…you know, condense them all into the next ten minutes,” she said with a laugh. “Because we gotta get in that bunker before they close the doors.”
Bryan returned the soft smile, heart warming some at hearing her say that he would have fit right in. He just wished that things would have been different and he would have been able to do that. “You’re an amazing person though,” He spoke gently, “A wonderful, amazing person, so it’s no wonder they all wanted to have you around.” He bit his lip though, at her words about them being an evil clique. “I never thought any of you were evil,” He stated softly, “Just… only wanted people around that had been through the same things you had, not different. It was just like… being an Ark kid didn’t matter anymore.”
The farm looked like heaven, and he wouldn’t admit that part of him was very tempted to tell her to go ahead to the bunker and let him just die a farmer. He wouldn’t do that to her, he cared far too much to hurt her like that. He chuckled a little at her words though, nodding his head. “Right. I’ll be quick, promise,” He stated gently. He slid out of the rover and made his way over to the farmland, running his hand gently over the abandoned plants that were still growing and just admiring all of it. He hoped that he’d be able to at least have something like this in the bunker, or help out maybe.
i just want a plot where it’s two rich kids who live in neighboring estates and their families always throw parties together and they have vacation homes in the same spots and their elite parents are too busy to notice when they sneak off to fuck in that second guest bathroom that no one uses or get high in the back library and makeout
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